Psalm 73
Today it is raining. That is not too bad. Today it seems as if the whole surface of the village has been changed into floor covering the colour of the great Mississippi. Concentrating on my journey to yoga, the time, the length of the walk , the avoidance of puddles, and whether another class member would pick me up and spare me the dismal walk I slipped. Just a little slip but enough to be a reminder that one has to concentrate on walking.
Today I will try to concentrate on where I think God wants me to go and not be looking enviously at have-more-than-me-s that seem to populate our village.
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